"In this current situation, a queen cannot be a queen unless she has made great contributions.
Even if the second uncle's family is gone, there will still be other clan members to take over. Am I going to kill and damage them all?
I used to hate people for not taking human life as their own, and only wanted to take revenge. Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. I can't become that kind of person.
As long as they don't target me and let them continue to be their Marquis of Funing, I'll wait for the opportunity and I can always do it."
Mu Yunhan murmured and smiled at Gu Fenglin: "Alin, I was actually very happy after that. The better I get along with the tribe, the happier I am."
Gu Fenglin thoughtfully said: "The biggest advantage of you and me being together is that our anger is no longer so strong."
Both she and him were born out of hatred.
They wish they could bring the whole world to its knees and make those who have wronged them and failed to meet their expectations all pay the price.
But up to now, she has not pursued and beat up her clan members, nor has she become a hateful person like Murong.
He also stopped and his mentality gradually became peaceful.
Because their eyes have seen a broader world, and there is much to be done, and they no longer imprison themselves in hatred.
This is a very rare good thing.
Mu Yunhan was a little proud, beckoning him to come closer, and kissed him hard on the face: "It's all because of your luck that you met me."
Gu Fenglin kissed me back unceremoniously: "It's all because of your luck that you met me."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Mu Yunhan slapped his head and said, "Hey, I'm just here to sweeten the honey with you and forget about the real thing, how about that?"
Gu Fenglin's expression tightened and he was unhappy: "I didn't find anything. But I saw that people were making cakes in the kitchen, a lot of cakes.
Elder Wu's birthday is indeed approaching, please think carefully about what kind of birthday gift would be better for him."
Mu Yunhan was extremely regretful: "It's all my fault that I started too slowly."
Gu Fenglin comforted her: "That's not necessarily true, maybe it's just a coincidence."
The couple talked for a while, then took a shower and lay down.
After blowing out the lamp, Gu Fenglin hugged Mu Yunhan into his arms and said softly: "Listen, the day after tomorrow Jiang Yun will leave Beijing and the new tax policy will be promulgated. I will go to the temple to pray for blessings according to His Majesty's order..."
Mu Yunhan hugged him tightly: "Then you must be careful."
Gu Fenglin chuckled: "It's not the first time you go out, what are you afraid of? I've been here before when it was more dangerous than this, but you are at home alone, so be careful."
Mu Yunhan poked his waist and said with some embarrassment: "What about that? You'll be gone for a few days and I'll miss you."
Gu Fenglin suddenly understood her hint, couldn't help but chuckle, slipped his hand into her underwear, and whispered in her ear: "I will miss you too."
The autumn rain outside the window seems to have become gentle.
at the same time.
In the Shouwang Villa.
Under a dim, cold lamp.
The former concubine Xiaoxia lay on the couch, as haggard as a mummy, motionless. It took a long time before she breathed out.
If the cotton wool placed in front of her nose hadn't been blown around, one would almost have thought she was dead.
King Shou had a gloomy face, pacing back and forth anxiously, scolding the doctor beside him in a low voice: "You freeloader! Useless piece of shit!"
The doctor was sweating with cold sweat on his head and said tremblingly: "Madam doesn't want to live, and no one can help her."
King Shou clenched his fist and hit him hard: "I'll beat you to death..."